It is newleaf, and the clan's lands are flourishing. The sun has been out and about, keeping everything warm, and at the same time there are frequent rains. Not so many as to create a flood, but enough to keep the plants lush and the prey plentiful.

SilverStar leaps up on to highrock with ease "this has been a hard leaf bare and we have lost many warriors and we srtegth please start hunting and now we must thanks starclan before we eat wetoh them we would all be dead" She meows